There’s not an awful lot to say that hasn’t already been said about Ryan McGinley. I’ve written about him so many times, he’s one of my top 5 favorite photographers and he never ceases to amaze me. I’d also say that his work feels very American, whether he’s photographing kids fucking around in New York or a gaggle of naked people on the top of a van in the middle of America somewhere. He also comes to mind because of his love of fireworks, which have popped up here and there his entire career, specifically naked people jumping through them, as you can see above.
While digging around for photos and information, I came across this tidbit by Ariel Levy for NY Mag, which I thought was rather nice:
“People fall in love with McGinley’s work because it tells a story about liberation and hedonism: Where Goldin and Larry Clark were saying something painful and anxiety producing about Kids and what happens when they take drugs and have sex in an ungoverned urban underworld, McGinley started out announcing that “The Kids Are Alright,” fantastic, really, and suggested that a gleeful, unfettered subculture was just around the corner—’still’—if only you knew where to look.”